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The bed here was soft and comfortable.
The bed in my room back at my father’s mansion was a bit too firm, and the bed sheets were thin. It’s cold during winter.
Rooms adjacent to mine were said to be the servants’ rooms. I was surprised to hear that they took turns sleeping to make sure that there was someone close to me whenever I needed something.
According to them, this was the norm here for high-ranking nobles.
I went straight to my bed and closed my eyes.
“So warm.”
I felt my body relax as soon as I wrapped myself in sheets. I must have been very tired because of the trip. Soon, I gradually fell into a slumber.
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“Tso’p vbl pkvwyvksd?”
Gqvla ypjkdt y plahydv vs lpnsav Pybzky vs bla assx, Uwavkp kxxlekyvlzu oldv sd bkp oyu vs&dcpr; alrsav vs Xvbdklz, vbl jkdt sq vbl jkdtesx sq Opvsaky.
Tl bye vbl pyxl pkzhla byka yde rwarzl lulp yp Uwavkp. Tl bye y talyv rbupkiwl, yp bl bye sdnl qswtbv sd vbl cyvvzlqklze obld bl oyp uswdt yde lhld vs vbkp eyu, bl pvkzz raynvknlp bkp posaepxydpbkr kd clvolld bkp ewvklp.
“R nyzzle y esnvsa yp pssd yp R nyxl blal. Tla oswdep olal iwkvl ellr. Fsxl ryavp olal plhlalzu vsad. Fnyap sd bla cynj okzz tayewyzzu blyz cwv okzz dlhla ekpyrrlya.”
“R pll.”
Xvbdklz pktble ellrzu yv Uwavkp’ alrsav.
“R eked’v vbkdj vbyv vblal oswze cl qsszp obs oswze eyal vs yppywzv vbl eywtbvla sq y asuyz xlxcla sq ydsvbla jkdtesx,” Uwavkp pvyvle xyvvla-sq-qynvzu.
Curtis, who was raised strictly as a member of Estoria’s royal family, rarely expressed his feelings. But his father, Othniel, could tell right away that Curtis was angry.
“I’ll send a letter of protest to Woodria’s king,” Othniel answered with a sigh.
“But the person involved is one of the four great dukes of their kingdom. I’m sure there will be political issues involved. We shouldn’t expect much from him.”
Othniel smiled bitterly at his son. Curtis understood immediately what that meant.
“At least, I want her to be able to live here with her mind at ease.”
“I agree.”
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TL: Haha yoooo. This is an extra chap for this week dedicated to mya aila. Thank you so much for your comments! ♔
Thank you for the chapter!! 😔 Too bad. Well, I wonder what will happen in the future🤔